The Challenge 2: Voyeurism Games - Sex Stories

The Challenge 2: Voyeurism Games

... bed,” she said, placing the remote on the coffee table. “I had another wonderful evening with you, but I’m exhausted. It was a long day.” Vernon flashed a goofy smile as she kissed his cheek, blushing as she headed to her bedroom. Without removing the smile from his face, he stood and made his way to his own bedroom. Closing the door behind him, he stripped naked, grabbed his phone, and proceed to watch the shower video three times. On the fourth time, he paused the footage right before her butt smashed up against the glass door. He had a perfect view of it in all its perfection; soaking and dripping wet from the shower. He nearly passed out from the orgasm brought on by his own hand. “That’s it, that’s all this will amount too. No more,” he thought. Sleep found him in a few minutes. The next morning he felt well rested and energized. Vernon opened his eyes, reaching next to the bed for his phone; he watched the first footage of his mother undressing. He didn’t glance away this time. Watching it twice, pausing on the ass shots, he stroked his cock to erection. Wrapping a towel around his naked body, he headed to the bathroom, his phone still in his hand. He passed his mother in the hallway; she let out a playful whistle at his nearly nude body. Still smiling as he reached his bathroom, he closed the door behind him. He then continued stroking his cock as he navigated to the part of the first video where his mother turned around to face the window and then paused it. He stood ...

... admiring her nude, hourglass figure. “How often does she do it?” he asked himself. A few minutes later he stood in the shower letting the warm water wash over him, idly stroking his cock. “Everyone does it,” he said to himself, watching his hand grab and stroke his hard-on while images of her perfect body flashed his in head. “it’s no big deal. It’ll be $10,000.” Just before he ejaculated again, he pictured her smiling back at him while she drove two fingers into her waiting pussy. He had just convinced himself of undertaking the next challenge. Chapter 7 The decision to attempt to capture his mother pleasuring herself was reversed and overturned several times during the next week. Waves of guilt flood him, followed by relief when Vernon again decided to not film it. Lying awake in bed at night, looking to his phone, he struggled, determined not to watch the footage he already had. Usually, though, he ended up watching it and jacking off shortly before going to sleep. One morning he tried to see her in the shower again, but he almost got caught when she walked out of the bathroom as she waited for the water to heat up. One night he even slipped outside to see if he could see into her bedroom again. The light was on, but she wasn’t in view. He felt like an idiot and went back inside, satisfying himself with the footage he already had. He had to think; he had to come up with a plan to watch and film her masturbating. A week before Valentine’s Day Vernon figured it out. It was ...